Monday, March 15, 2010

King of the World

King spent the weekend on Mark's Dad's farm a couple of weekends ago, while we were away in Houston, with his cousin-dogs.

And apparently he learned to mark his territory.

Which as his mommy, I think is ridiculously adorable. The first time I saw him mark a tree I probably sounded something like this:

"AWWW! WHAT A BIG, BIG BOY YOU ARE MISTER! LOOK AT HOW YOU LIFT THAT LEG AND PEE ON THAT TREE! OHMGOSH SO ADORABLE. GOOD BOY GOOOOOD BOYYYY!!!"

I was very, very proud to say the least.

Until I come to realize that he no longer pees like he used to. For example, a few weeks ago King would whine to go out, I would say something to him like "Are you serious? We were JUST out there!" He would wine again and look at me with those puppy eyes and out the door we'd go. Outside he'd go to the nearest patch of grass, squat, and pee his little heart out.

Now, this is what the pee process is like:
1. Whinnnneee
2. "Really, King? If I take you out you better make it worth my time, none of this tinkle-in-a-million-places crap."
3. Whinnnnneeeee
4. "Fine."
5. Go down three flights of stairs.
6. King marks the tree by the front door.
7. King drags me along and marks the garage.
8. King drags me along and marks the concrete barrier in the fire lane.
9. King drags me along and marks the tree.
10. King marks a bush
11. King marks another tree.
12. King attempts to mark another dog.
13. I decide that he has to have gotten it all out of his system. And we go inside.

This was at 9:30. It is currently 10:49 and guess who's whining again? I think we may hit up the basketball court and the pond in order to help King conquer the world one tinkle at a time.

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